In the ward, Zhou Peng and the others were chatting and laughing, eating lunch, while on the other side, He Bin, He Xiaohu's father who came out of the hospital, drove the car on the way home with a blue face.

In 2003, it was very good to have a private car, even if it was a second-hand Kaiyue. And He Xiaohu's father, He Bin, has such a second-hand Buick Excelle.

He didn't buy this car, it was given to him by his brother-in-law who was in the foreign trade business.

Since China joined the WTO in 2001, there have been more and more domestic import and export business, and because of the proximity to Japan and South Korea, there are many people in Shandong Province who specialize in import and export business for Japan and South Korea.

He Bin's brother-in-law specializes in garlic business to Japan and South Korea.

Don't look at garlic as inconspicuous, but there are really many people who make a lot of money by doing garlic business in Lu Province.

Although He Bin also has a salary of more than 20,000 yuan a year, he really can't afford to buy a Kaiyue. This year, the price of a Kaiyue is also 1450,000 yuan, with the level that his family can't save 10,000 yuan a year, it will have to wait until more than ten years later to save enough money to buy a car.

As he was driving the car, He Bin's mobile phone rang.

He glanced at it, and it was his wife calling.

"Lao He, how is my son? I have already bought a ticket, and I will be able to rush back tomorrow morning! Lao He, let me tell you, you must take good care of my son for me! I have only been on a business trip for two days, and you have broken out such a big basket for me!"

He Bin's wife was very anxious to talk on the phone, which made He Bin's mood nervous.

"You, you know? Don't tell others, let others know that our son is in trouble, and his reputation will be ruined! And I said you, why are you in such a hurry to come back?" He Bin knew that his son must have called his mother in the police station.

"I don't feel at ease with you! I won't be so stupid as to go around saying that my son has entered the police station! When did my son feel at ease when he was in your hands since he was a child? Tell me, what kind of food, clothing, and use for my son was not purchased by me? You said that you are a father, and I have only been on a business trip for two days! You got him to the police station!"

He Bin estimated that if his wife was at the scene, he would definitely have to do it! The two have been married for so many years, and they have been scolded a lot, and his wife has also done it.

"Can you be reasonable? Why did I get my son to the police station? It was your son who beat people......

"When did my son ever beat someone for no reason? Did I hand over my son to you just to let you watch him beat someone? You, a father, are not responsible?"

He Bin also became more and more angry the more he spoke: "I said Ling, our son is twenty years old! I can't always follow him every day, right?"

"Sophistry! I knew you would take the blame away, and if I couldn't see my son when I went back, you would give me a good look!"

"Okay, don't talk about it, I'm driving. ”

After speaking, He Bin was so angry that he hung up the phone and threw the phone on the co-pilot.

When he walked to the door of his community, He Bin suddenly remembered that there was a person, so he parked the car on the side of the road and dialed the phone of his elementary school classmate Zhang Hai.

"Hey, hello old classmate, are you busy? Let's have a meal together at noon, your sister-in-law, you're on a business trip." Your brother and I are also alone, okay, I'll pick you up, and I'll be there in five minutes. ”

Five minutes later, He Bin drove to the door of a law firm called Yunhai at the foot of Qianfo Mountain on Jingshi Road, honked the horn twice, and then his elementary school classmates walked out of the law firm and got into He Bin's car.

"Lao He, our brothers are not together for a while. ”

"It's been half a year, you're busy with Barrister Zhang, we don't dare to disturb this little people. ”

"you, say, what's the matter with me today?"

"I can't have a meal with you if it's okay? Say what you want to eat, let's talk less nonsense. ”

"There is a new Sichuan restaurant in front, which is very authentic. ”

"Are your hemorrhoids healed?"

"you, when did I get hemorrhoids? You kid can't spit out ivory out of his mouth. ”

He Bin patted his head and hurriedly said, "Ah, I remember wrong, it's Lao Cui's hemorrhoids." ”

"Stop, can we stop mentioning this stubble before we eat. ”

While the two were talking, they drove to Zhang Hai's Sichuan restaurant, and after ordering the food, Zhang Hai looked at He Bin and asked, "Is there anything to look for me?"

Zhou Bin rolled his eyes, smiled, then looked at Zhang Hai and asked, "Old classmate, let me ask you something, if you want to say that you injured someone, how do you deal with it?"

"It depends on how much the person was hurt, what, who hit the person, or was it beaten?"

"No, I'm just curious. ”

Zhang Hai was very shrewd, nodding but understanding what He Bin meant.

He Bin asked again: "Then, to what extent do you have to go to jail for your injuries?"

"If the injury is minor, the sentence will definitely be imposed, and if the injury is minor, even if the victim accepts the compensation forgiveness, the court will need to sentence it. ”

When He Bin heard this, he asked nervously: "Then under what circumstances is it considered a minor injury?"

"This is complicated, I simply tell you, the wound on the body is more than ten centimeters, this is considered a minor injury. ”

"What if you talk about heads?"

"The head is complicated, for example, if I take this bowl and hit your head, and then I turn around and break the bridge of your nose, then I will have to be sentenced. ”

"No, I want to ask, what about the forehead?"

Zhang Hai wanted to laugh in his heart, but as a senior lawyer, it was easy for him to control his expression.

"There are blunt injuries and sharp injuries, sharp wounds of eight centimeters, blunt injuries of six centimeters, cumulative wounds to six centimeters constitute minor injuries. ”

Listening to Zhang Hai's words, the sweat on He Bin's forehead flowed down.

You must know that Zhou Peng's forehead has seven stitches, and it is estimated that the wound is not eight centimeters.

Of course, this is all He Bin's own thoughts, in fact, according to the injury evaluation standards of the police station, Zhou Peng's blunt force cumulative wound on his forehead is definitely less than six centimeters.

Generally, the police will also consult the victim's situation with the hospital, and only those who need to do the injury appraisal do it, and those minor injuries are not necessary, and the police station will not do it if the victim does not ask for it.

Zhang Hai looked at He Bin with a smile: "What's the matter, Lao He, do you have something to hide from me?"

"No, where did I hide it from you, hey, by the way, have you seen any of our other classmates recently?"

He Bin would never tell Zhang Hai about his son's beating, because he felt that the things that could be settled with 5,000 yuan were definitely better than his classmates, and then they all laughed at himself.

Originally, he invited Zhang Hai to dinner, thinking about how much compensation would be paid for the injured person. Now he decided not to even ask this question, and even said that if Zhou Peng gave another 3,200 this afternoon, he gritted his teeth and agreed.

He felt that after listening to Zhang Hai's words, his son was really worthy of a sentence.